"Whassup, man?" "What up?" "Can you believe I went in this mothafucking place and this, this son of a bitch behind the counter had the nerve to call me a fucking superstar" "Rock star" "No, I, no, a superstar, a rock star none the less, but a superstar, yes, no, and, and what I don't understand is how the fuck am I a superstar? How are you a We don't got a fucking video on MTV" "No!" "I got one car! And it's got a flat and a fucking broken rear view mirror" "I got two cars" "You got two cars?" "But still..." "You be a superstar" "No" "I seen you around the hood" "No!" "You be a superstar" "Never!" "Ok, well look, so I don't understand that shit, basically shit ain't shit to me, I ain't a mothafucking.." "You be a rock star. Ya know, maybe a rock star" "You could be a star. With a little bit of effort and a video. I can work you into some A&R. I can get you on the radio, you, my friend, can be a rock star" "Nice" "Warped Tour, baby"
(Chorus) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit Everybody on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit (Say what?) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't come on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't Don't let it go to your
(Monoxide Child) I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and some chipped So sweet and sticky call me Lil' Molasses let it fool you though, I'm a neck slitter Chest hair permed, all covered in I got bitches falling out of my at all times Lying on me, spreading these rumors, to all Hating on me, these people with false lines Bitch, you must be out your mind Understand I'm the shit, bitch And you ain't got to say it, I can see it on your lips, Put my dick on a hot dog bun and put that in your And keep my off your tongue, hoe (BIATCH!) fun in that Twiztid thong I got my homie in the car waiting all long I shit (Yeah) You can let the whole know The way I gets some pussy's if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)
(Chorus) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't come on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't (Say what?) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't come on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit Don't let it go to your
(Jamie Madrox) with the boots and a big old dick Neck, chest, and dick tip covered in sunglasses Nipples tells us about them young asses And in a casket We like ass with bounce to the All you hoes go and ask your friends what I'm talking Light built, with bills Got a with a limo I ain't never touch a wheel Besides I'm to fine to And after the show it's about high Let's talk about you for a Then lets talk about me for an hour and a Oh yeah, here go that autograph you asking Don't forget to your titties on the way out See, I'm a superstar, I'm on my own dick though I ain't shit And know it
(Chorus 2x) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit Everybody on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't Everybody on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit let it go to your head